Reaching Out
I decided to reach out to Jennifer, a friend who might help me gain some clarity. For a moment, my fingers hovered over the phone’s keypad before I finally pressed “call.” Her warm, familiar voice answered almost instantly. “Hey, Emma! What’s going on?” she chirped, her tone as bright as ever. “I need some advice,” I said softly, my voice barely cutting through the haze of my emotions.
Reaching Out
Explaining To Jennifer
Jennifer listened intently as I stumbled through my explanation, my words halting and disjointed. Despite my faltering, she never rushed me. “Wow, Emma, that’s… a lot,” she said at last, her voice calm as she absorbed the chaos I had just unloaded. “Tell me more about what’s going on,” she encouraged, sensing I was holding something back. Her patience and quiet willingness to offer perspective were exactly what I needed, and I couldn’t help but feel a deep gratitude for her understanding.
Explaining To Jennifer
